Episode Report Card Erin: A+ | 1 USERS: A+ YOU GRADE IT "Almost thirty hours" is more like it
By Erin | Season 1 | Episode 22 | Aired on 05.11.2002
It's a device. It's a drawing of the device that Syd took from Taipei during Episode One. Oh, and don't you love how I keep referring to the first episode as "Episode One" like it's a goddamn Star Wars saga? I'm so bloody bored that I'm referring to Alias episodes as STAR WARS episodes. Jesus.
Anyway, this device? It held a little red ball suspended in the air and, when you removed its energy source, the ball dropped and splashed water everywhere. Nope. No idea. Don't ask me. No idea what it means. Seriously. Spy Daddy babbles something about how the CIA received a report that Khasinau's been looking for The Circumference for quite some time. It would appear that this page here contains instructions that will explain to Khasinau how to properly apply technology that he's already gathered. Yep. Again. What? Huh? The hell? No idea.
Syd says something about how, if Khasinau has built himself a version of The Circumference, this page would tell him how to use it. This last sentence before the break was obviously created with the drooling masses in mind. I am one of the drooling masses, apparently, because I didn't know what in the hell they were talking about until she uttered these words.
Spy Daddy starts to walk off and Syd's all, dude? Where ya goin'? We gotta be in Taipei in sixteen hours. Spy Daddy's all, mind yer business. Keep your phone handy and I'll be in touch, 'kay? He bolts, and Syd just watches him go.
Hey, look! It's Haladki! Walking across a dark parking lot! Alone! Gee, that's not very smart. Why, someone could just come up from behind him and -- nope. That didn't happen. He made it into his car safely. Huh. Well, I guess -- d'oh! Spy Daddy puts a stranglehold on The Weasel and pulls him, kicking and screaming, into the back seat. Spy Daddy wants to know how Haladki knew about "The Circumference." The Weasel's all, dude, you are OUTTA YOUR MIND. Spy Daddy's not fond of this answer, so he clocks The Weasel with the butt of his gun.
Later, in an abandoned mechanics warehouse or something, The Weasel's laid out on a table with his hands in vises. Spy Daddy storms up, grabs a squirt bottle full of fluid, and starts spraying The Weasel's face. It appears that it ain't just water in that bottle, because The Weasel starts moaning and whinging about his eyes. Spy Daddy's all, how long have you worked for Khasinau, huh? The Weasel's all, you sick bastard! Spy Daddy's all, HOW LONG! Oh, and while we're waiting for your answer, how's about I give the vise a little twisty twisty, okay? Again, sound guys -- nice goin' with the bone crunching and the metal twisting. Remind me to look you up the next time I'm in Hollywood. Seriously. We'll do lunch. If by "lunch" you mean "tossing your asses into an unmarked van and driving you to Encino, where I'll strip you naked, coat you in flan, and leave your sadistic hides on Highway 32 during rush hour."